Hey, Poodle

Look what I made! It took a lot of trial and error but I like this outcome the best. Thanks for asking me to make these, I am now addicted.

The chill of December in the rioting of spring

I know it's a cheesy title but it's a line to a song that Brandon has, and it is very appropriate. Yesterday started out beautiful. Violet and I went for a walk and it was in the 50s. Brandon even bought me these:But later Utah had one of its menopausal mood swings and it looked like this:Oh well. I guess we still have awhile until it's officially spring. And we wanted to tell Papa this: because he is the coolest gringo/chilango I know! And he was one of the first people to make Violet smile when she was only a month old, which isn't surprising, because he always makes me smile.

And only 24 days till Poodle comes!

How can I not laugh?

Tonight I put Violet in bed and as usual I heard her talking herself to sleep for awhile. After about 30 minutes she started yelling so I went in to see what was wrong. When I looked in her crib, she looked up, smiled, then stuck her tongue out at me and started blowing bubbles and spitting. I know I shouldn't encourage her to stay up past her bedtime but I couldn't help but laugh when she pulled that one on me. The worst part was that when she heard me laugh, she started laughing too. Now I have a very awake baby who knows how to get my attention and get away with it. Great.

You do what you can with what you have...

I don't have a fancy playmat for Violet but lately she has seemed a little bored. I figured she needed some entertaining so I attatched one of her toys to a chair and this is what it looks like. Cheap, I know, but she loves it.

Taken for granted

I have realized that there are some freedoms that I enjoyed in college that I have taken for granted. One of them is not having to rely on school nurses to send me home when I feel sick. In high school I started bypassing the nurse and driving myself home after one day the nurse refused to send me home because I didn't have a fever. I still don't know what having a fever has to do with having cramps, but she wouldn't do it. So, I threw up right there in front of her. It convinced her to send me home and hopefully it taught her a lesson, too.

But my animosity toward school nurses started long before high school. I think it started in elementary school when any time I would go to the nurse and tell her my stomach hurt, she would tell me to come back after lunch. That always infuriated me. I would always think, "I'm not an idiot. I know what 'hungry' feels like. It doesn't feel like 'nautious.' It doesn't feel like 'I just pooped my pants,' either. In fact, eating doesn't solve any of those problems."

I was so happy when in college, I didn't have to prove my pain to anyone. That is one of those small things I am thankful for. And now that I think about it, I am also thankful that I never pooped my pants in college.

Lunch meat=gross

I have decided that I hate packaged lunch meats and I am seriously considering buying a deli meat slicer. You can buy big hunks of turkey breast and ham for less than $2 per pound, but if you get them sliced at the grocery store deli they are more like $6 per pound. And I don't even want to think about eating another slimy, rubbery slice of Land o' Frost turkey breast. I found a slicer at Home Depot for about $80, and since I am working this Saturday, I think I can splurge a little. And if I do get this, I will happily slice meat for anyone who lives around me.

Am I crazy or does this actually sound like a good idea?

24 inch club

Friday we went out to eat with some friends at a sandwich place. Brandon took the 24" challenge and finished a 24" sandwich in 30 minutes. The sandwich was as long as Violet. He got this free shirt for doing that. No one wants to see a picture of a shirt, so I had Violet hold it. She loves being naked.
Valentine's day was great. I thought Violet might ruin it by staying up late but she went to bed without a fight and we had all night to spend together. We had a delicious dinner of glazed orange roughy and coconut shrimp. Yum.

Yesterday I finally convinced Brandon to buy himself a bike, but the one he picked out had been sold. So instead we went to Target and bought Violet some toys and cute shorts for the summer. It was lots of fun. I can't believe she is already 4 months old.

Laughs

This post was supposed to be a video of Violet laughing, but I again put the wrong clip on blogger. This was afterwards when she got a little overstimulated and started crying.

Learning

My favorite thing these days is to see Violet learn about the world. Last night she finally figured out how to use her rattle. She kept staring at it and banging it against herself and trying to stick it in her mouth. She also learned how to do a hand-to-hand transfer. So she just sat there and passed it back and forth and entertained herself for about 20 minutes. Too bad she hasn't figured out that to pass it to the other hand, she needs to let go of it. She just grabs it with the other hand and literally yanks it out of her own hand. She loves that thing, and whenever she dropped it, she would cry until we put it back in her hand. She also laughs when she sees herself in the mirror. She thinks she's REALLY funny.

I would post pics, but I don't have the camera here at work.

New clothes, and other updates

Yesterday Violet and I got a package of cute clothes from cousin Leah. To my delight, there were some clothes in there for me, too. Today at church I almost got as many compliments on my new shirt as Violet got on her new dress. Here she is in her baseball jammies. She looks like a boy but I don't care; she is still cute. Yesterday was really fun. We went to Brandon's cousin's baptism and afterwards I found Brandon riding around downstairs on tiny toy cars. He really liked them. Violet had her first encounter with a dog (she got sniffed) but she had no clue what was going on.

My job is still really boring, and we are still waiting for Brandon to hear back from schools. A couple of professors said that they should know by the end of February, so it's coming up soon.

Also, I'm not blonde anymore. My highlights have all grown out and this is my natural hair color. I kind of like it.

"Work"

Today is my first day at a two-week job-- I am just filling in for a friend. They are only paying me $8 per hour, but considering what I do, that's a lot of money. I have been here for 3 hours and no one has come in or called. I have been looking up Disney songs on Youtube and dancing to them with Violet. It's a tough job.

Three and a half years

I got my diploma in the mail yesterday. It made me start to think about everything that has happened since I left home, and I realized that it has been a pretty busy three and a half years. In that time, I started college, got engaged, got married, got pregnant, had a baby, and graduated. I have survived several camping trips to Yellowstone, Tetons, Yosemite, Zion, Arches, Canyonlands, Capitol Reef, Bryce Canyon, Rocky Mountain, Mesa Verde, and Grand Canyon National Parks.

When I list all these things out like that, it seems like I've been around the block a few times, but nothing could be further from the truth. Having a baby makes me feel very inexperienced. Today I called Mom to ask her when I can start teaching Violet that she can't be held all the time. Mom said "Whenever you get tired of holding her all the time," and I said, "Well that was about a month ago. Right now I'm hiding from her." In my own defense, I had a good reason for doing that-- she cries less when she can't see me, so I hide from her sometimes.

Luckily, Mom told me not to feel guilty about letting her cry sometimes, and I felt like less of a failure. At least I haven't locked myself in a closet with a bucket of ice cream yet. I'll wait until I have two kids before I start doing that. (Now that I think about it, I forgot to ask Mom when I get to have my own candy stash.) But it's okay-- I have lots of fun with Violet and the best adventures are yet to come.

Miss independent

My baby is growing up way too fast. I know I'm too young to be saying those words, but it's true. We have finally started letting her cry herself to sleep and she really surprised me with how well she can go to sleep on her own--she cries for less than 10 minutes. The first night she went to sleep on her own, I looked at Brandon with a really sad face and said, "She just doesn't need me anymore." It was a big milestone, especially for me, an overbearing mother.

Here she is trying to figure out what to do with her rattle. She has finally discovered that she can control her hands, and she stares at them very intensely for long periods of time. She also loves to grab her burp cloth and stuff it in her mouth. She doesn't like to cuddle anymore. When she is held she insists on facing out so that she can see what's going on.

I am robot

Sometimes Brandon talks in his sleep. I usually either can't understand it or don't remember it, but when I can, it is really funny. Last night when I got back into bed after feeding Violet, Brandon rolled over, put his arms around me, and said, "I'm holding a robot. Hehe." He had no memory of it this morning when I told him about it but he thought it was funny and has been calling me "robot" all day. I think we have been watching too much Futurama.

And of course, one of Violet

A make-up video

So it took 25 minutes for blogger to load the last video, and when it was done I realized that I did the WRONG ONE. So here is one of me getting stuck while I'm skiing.

Sledding

Brandon and I did it too, we were supposed to try to kick each other off our sleds but we never got close enough to do it. But it was fun, and I got lots of snow down my pants.

Some pictures, finally

I found Brandon's old soccer uniform, and being me, I had to try it on. I don't know what weirds me out more-- that it fits me, or that Brandon used to wear short shorts. Violet tried on her new outfit from Reed. Zara must have some messed up sizes, because this dress is a 6-9 month dress and it fits her at 2 months.

McKay spent much of the break crocheting a purple scarf with his painted fingernails. Brandon said about this picture, "Next week he'll be starting estrogen." Don't worry, it was actually for his girlfriend.

And this is everyone about to go skiing! I always forget how short I am compared to them.

Christmas, so far

We have been in Idaho for the past week and it has been pretty fun. Violet has lots of babysitters and Brandon and I have lots of things to do. Here are a few funny moments from the week:
-Jocelyn putting my boppy around her neck and saying, "this is a COOL pillow"
-McKay chipping his tooth while trying to chew through a wire
-Brandon calling him "snaggletooth" all weekend because of it
-Everyone painting their fingernails (Bryson and McKay included)
-Violet having her acting debut as baby Jesus when we did the Christmas story
-Me not getting to play Mary because Mia wanted to be the one to hold Violet
-Running into a snow drift and some trees while I was skiing
-Violet farting in church, scaring Jocelyn and making everyone around us start laughing
-Cameron thinking he has to leave the room every time I change Violet's diaper and refusing to come back in until she is all dressed again
-Brandon starting fights with McKay because he knows that McKay will always get blamed for them

We will have pictures as soon as we can find a cable for our camera.

She is crazy.

funny boy

Just so everyone knows, Brandon posted the comment on Poodle's blog about taking me and Violet to Canada before he ever told me about it. I didn't find out until Friday night when he told me on the way to our ward Christmas party. And then I didn't believe him until I came home and read it for myself. Surprise! We are going to Canada.

What a great communicator. I just love him.

bff

A few weeks ago I was talking to Brandon about high school and I kept thinking about all the fun I had with Jennifer. Then last night I realized that with all those memories, I at least owe her a blog post. So here are just a few of the fun times we had:

-photo shoots

-the time when we went to dinner on the riverwalk, and felt so devious because it was a school night and our parents didn't know

-going to Firehouse Subs and for some reason trying to hide from her mom on the way home

-being late to school because we got breakfast tacos (or something like that, I mainly remember asking for a tardy pass from her English teacher)

-dressing up as twins during Homecoming week, then hearing some guys behind us refer to us as "hot twins" (we were so proud)

-trying out every restaurant in the San Antonio area

-Film club, and every other club at our high school

-picking jalapenos

-Jennifer calling my parents "Sister Reed and Brother Reed" because she thought it was funny

-going to Austin together and eating at the Denny's Diner

-always starting our Spanish essays with "Hoy en dia"

-staying up till 4 AM the night before I got married to make my wedding cake

-going kayaking together and rescuing some tubers that were stranded

-learning how to sing "Jesus en Pesebre" with my family on Christmas eve

-drawing pictures and writing notes in our classes

-"Girls' Night Out" with the moms at Paloma Blanca (we are totally doing it again next time I come visit, but this time Violet has to come)

And so many more. I miss you!

What have I become?

I never thought I would be a pushover with babies. When I babysat a spoiled baby in high school, I sat him on the floor and let him cry until he learned how to entertain himself, because I thought he needed to develop some self-soothing skills. Then Violet came and I can't listen to her cry for more than 2 seconds. I walk her around the apartment for hours if she's fussy, I take naps with her, I let her sleep on me all the time, and I take her everywhere with me. Brandon says I spoil her and I tell him, "Baby 411 says you can't spoil a newborn." Maybe this is why I have no idea how people have more than one kid. I can't imagine taking care of two of these.

But who wouldn't want to hold something this cute all the time?

More on Thanksgiving

Brandon did a great job recapping our Thanksgiving break on his blog, but he left out the best story. After Thanksgiving dinner, Brandon's little brother said something about not being hungry anymore, so his dad told him to run around outside naked and see if that made him hungry again. So he did, in the snow. Actually, I convinced him to keep his underpants on. We caught it on video but I think his parents would kill me if I put it on the internet. I guess 17-year-olds just like to do things like that.

Things I learned this weekend

-Motherhood isn't nearly as limiting as people make it seem. I can take Violet anywhere. If it's loud, she falls asleep. If it's outside, she is too distracted by the scenery to care.

-I really shouldn't worry about looking like a mom because two sixteen-year-old girls told me how much they love my shoes. They said they liked how shiny they are.

-Fifteen quarts of feijoada goes a long way, and dad enjoyed making it almost as much as he enjoyed making Violet smile.

-If you ask for Mom's help, she does the whole thing for you. I didn't have to do a single thing this weekend.

-Violet loves her sling, and so do I. It is great to have 2 hands again.

-Brandon can sleep through anything, so I don't even leave the room to feed her at night anymore.

-Dad will do pretty much anything to not have to get a hotel. I still can't believe they slept on our tiny couches all weekend.
-Poodle is never satisfied. But since her birthday is this week, I'll post more pictures just for her.

Violet's blessing

Violet had a really fun time with Reed and Papa this weekend. She was smiling a lot for Papa (she thought his gray hair was funny) and it made Reed jealous, because everything is a competition for her. Violet has made me really appreciate the great outdoors because any time we go outside, she stops crying. It doesn't matter if it's 30 degrees out; she doesn't seem to mind. Only Cooper gets more excited about going on walks. Here she is posing like Hulk Hogan.

Today was her blessing day and it was great. She looked very cute for it, but her legs are so long that the dress looked more like a shirt on her.

Here is one of our first family pictures, even though Brandon doesn't know how to smile.

And this one is from the luncheon-- I have never seen a girl as excited to be an aunt as Mia.

It was a great weekend. Thanks for helping out, mom and dad!

Baby blue

Here are those big blue eyes that Brandon was talking about. She looks a little puzzled here. She is very alert. The ladies in the geology office always come and oogle her when we bring lunch to Brandon. They told me that I have to keep bringing her every day so they can see her grow, but I warned them that I won't be able to walk to campus anymore when it starts snowing. At least we can enjoy the mild weather for now.

Brandon is going on a field trip tomorrow, so we get to have "girls' night in" all weekend. It will be fun. I think I am going to eat soup and ice cream every day and go shopping for some non-maternity jeans. Violet will probably have no clue what's going on, but I can pretend that she enjoys it.

Right now she is starting to wake up from her nap. I can always tell when she is about to wake up because she grunts and farts. It's really funny, she will grunt and fart for about 5 minutes before she finally opens her eyes.

Help

If I cut my hair short(ish), would that make me look like a mom? Because I think it's time for a change, but I really don't want to look like a mom. Being one is quite enough for me.

Decisions, decisions

Brandon is starting to apply to grad schools. We could end up in a number of places: Houston, Austin, Utah, Colorado, or Wisconsin. Each place has its advantages. Texas is close to family, Colorado focuses exclusively on geology, Wisconsin has great cheese, and BYU is a favorite with recruiters. It will be interesting to see where we go, but ultimately I want him to go to whatever school makes him the best offer. Too bad it will be several months before that happens.

Halloween!

Our Halloween was great. We were in charge of a cake walk at our ward party and we won the award for spiciest chili in the chili contest. Since I wasn't up to making any costumes, I went generic and decided to be a kitty.

Today Violet looked really cute in her little dress. We tried to take a picture of it, but she was hungry so she wasn't being very cooperative.

And here she is as a little mummy. I can't help it, I just think she is adorable.

Two weeks

I can't believe that just two weeks ago, I hardly knew how to change a diaper or hold a baby. In fact, everyone was still calling me baby. Now everyone calls me mom (which is kind of weird-- I am only one person's mom, and she can't talk yet) and the amount of tasks that I can accomplish with one hand grows every day. Yes, I have come a long way.

Dance, dance, dance: part II

Today while Violet was having tummy time Brandon tried to show her even more dance moves. Here they are practicing together. If you can't tell, Violet has her legs and head in the air.

Outings

Violet had her first few outings this weekend. On Friday, we brought lunch to Brandon on campus. I never realized how difficult it is to push a stroller up a steep hill but I learned quickly. Brandon loved it because he got to show her off to his teacher and all of his classmates stopped and told us how cute she is.

Today we went on a hike in Santaquin so that Brandon could see some rocks from the field trip that he missed last Friday. Violet was good the entire time and loves her little baby carrier.

Here are some cute pictures:

Dance, dance, dance

Brandon thinks little Violet is tons of fun. He really enjoys dancing with her and last night he was making her moonwalk across our table. I laughed until I almost wet my pants and I took this picture of them.

So cute

Today we took Violet to get her bilirubin levels checked and decided to have her wear the little hat that I made for her. She doesn't look too thrilled to be wearing it (it's probably just her sad eyes). Her levels were great, though, so she doesn't have to go back again. She has been doing great. She eats well, loves to cuddle, and sleeps like a rock. We just love having her here.

It's about time!

Today I am going to the hospital and I'm not coming back without a baby. Wish me luck.

All lies

We probably all know not to believe everything we read on the internet, but during my pregnancy I have seen some REALLY weird stuff. I have read things from signs of labor to how to induce labor-- all seriously wrong. Here are some of my favorites:

If your poop is soft, you are about to go into labor. (Wrong)

A day or so before you go into labor, you will have a sudden burst of energy and start nesting. (True for some women, but in my case, Mom has done the nesting for me.)

Your baby will "drop" during your last trimester before you go into labor. (Also false for me. She was pretty far down there from the beginning, so I don't know how she could get any lower without actually coming out.)

Walking induces labor. (Walking only works if true labor has already started. Even then, it only speeds up contractions. I walked 5 miles on Sunday and I'm still not in labor.)

Accupressure has been proven to induce labor. (We looked it up and they claim that it stimulates the small intestine, which wraps around the uterus. In other words, the small intestine acts like a boa constrictor and squeezes your baby out. That made me laugh pretty hard.)

Belly dancing induces labor. (I haven't done that one, but I can guarantee that NO ONE wants to see me try.)

Farting induces labor. (I'm not sure if Ashley got this one off the internet or if she was just trying to be funny, but it hasn't worked so far.)

Polls

Congrats, I made it to my due date. Apparently this baby is not coming on time, so I put a poll up and everyone can vote on when she will arrive. The last possible day is next Friday, because the doctor is starting an induction on Thursday if she's not here by then.

Alpine loop

Today we decided to take a little drive along the alpine loop. The leaves were especially pretty and it was overcast, so it was a great day for pictures. We stopped at Cascade Springs while we drove through the forest. Brandon had lots of fun

My belly looked especially large

And mom looked especially cute.

On the way home we tried to bounce the baby out on all the bumps on the road. That didn't work, but we did find the hospital where I am supposed to deliver so that we won't get lost when I am actually in labor.

Birthday boy

Brandon turns 26 today. I have only known him for three of those years but with all of our adventures together it feels like I have known him for much longer. I'm so happy to be with him and here are just a few things I admire about him:

He has fabulous hair

He is a great brother (most of the time)

He has awesome dance moves

His sense of fashion

His ability to adapt to any situation

I love you, little Brandon! Happy birthday.

Shirts (first attempt)

Poodle showed me some embellished shirts that she wanted, so I tried one on my own. Unfortunately, the store only had black or white shirts, so I got black and the flowers are a silvery purple. I think it turned out pretty well, although the flowers could be a little bigger. I haven't attatched them to the shirt yet, so I can still change those. If Poodle likes it, she can have it. If not, I can make new flowers, or find more shirt colors, or some other small girl can take it. But I will definitely be making more of these; I think they are pretty cute.With one more flower (and some loose strings to be fixed):

Pillows

Here are the first two pillows for Mom's bed. I finished two more, so they are almost all done. They are in the crib for now because they match the baby's room. In the background is the dresser that I painted blue. I think it works. And don't worry, we won't actually keep pillows in the crib with the baby. We know all about suffocation hazards.

Diagnosis, please

I know how much mom loves diagnosing people, so I am wondering if she can diagnose a couple of people that I see at work sometimes. I'm not sure there are medically accepted conditions for these people, but there should be.

First, there's the guy who will only speak in third person. I am not kidding. I thought he was joking at first, but I have seen him at least 10 times and have never heard him use the pronouns "I" or "me."

Then, there is the bag lady. She wears plastic grocery bags over her hands and keeps extras in another plastic bag, which she carries. When she orders food, she makes us take the entire tray out so that she can pick the biggest one, and she will spend up to 5 minutes deliberating about which brownie is the biggest.

Seriously, I have been wondering about these people for a long time.

Sick

I officially ready to have this baby. I have been sick with a cold the past couple of days and I am very congested. Combined with the baby crushing my lungs, it makes breathing a real pain. It would really help out if she got out of my belly so that I can breathe again, as long as she doesn't come as fast as little Leah did. For now I am stuck deciding if I want to breathe through my nose (very labor-intensive) or breathe through my mouth (very dry and makes me drool).

What would you do?

What would you do if you had no job, no school, no kids, and very little money? That's where I am stuck right now. I feel like Mom, only I am in Provo instead of Mexico and I can't fly up and visit people every month. I am making a list of things to fill my time before the baby arrives.

1. Get a library card, as Fernash suggested. A good idea since the only books in our apartment have titles like Applied Hydrogeology.
2. Sew pillows for Mom's bed. The only thing between me and those pillows is not being able to find the perfect shade of purple at the fabric store. Life is tough.
3. Learn how to cook. Maybe if I start baking cookies all the time, people will want to be my friend. After all, Bexar is one popular girl.
4. Start editing our thousands of pictures. We have a brand-new computer; I just need to find someone who has photoshop.
5. Learn how to paint again, because after 4 years of not doing it, I really suck. I think I will start with the painting that Brandon started that he will now have no time to finish.

baby pic!

Here is the ultrasound. Definitely my lips and nose.

More on baby

Yesterday I went in for another ultrasound and I learned a lot about our little baby. She is super active (well, I already knew that) and she already has lots of hair. I was pretty surprised by that; I always expected a bald baby. She had hiccups, but she gets those a lot. She is still about a week smaller than she should be (they estimated her weight at 4 lbs, 3 oz) but she is doing fine. They had a good shot of her face so they showed me a 3D ultrasound. Brandon and I think she looks like me, so Fernash might have to stop calling her "Sad Eyes." I guess we will find out sometime in the next six weeks.

Did I say that?

This week at BYU is Education Week, meaning that tons of people come from all over the country to get BYU brownies (with the excuse that they are attending classes). They all wear name tags with their home town printed under their name. Today at work I saw someone from a certain town in Utah and I remembered that my mom's uncle lives there. I was about to ask him if he knew my mom's uncle when I realized that I would be saying "Do you know Dick Fagg?" to a complete stranger. Fearing a gross misunderstanding, I held my tongue.

Our teeny tiny baby

Yep, apparently she is really small. Despite what Ashley says about my eating habits, I am pretty small for being 7 months along. The girls I know that are due well after I am already have bigger bellies than I do. I actually lost a little weight since my last doctor's appointment and my belly is the same size as it was two weeks ago. I was pretty freaked out about that at first. So, I am going in next week for an ultrasound just to make sure that she is still growing normally. I am really excited to see her at the ultrasound but I hope she knows that she is not allowed to come while Brandon is out of town. I'm sure everything will be fine.

Cool weather

It appears that we are having an early fall this year. It rained all last night and all morning and it has been in the 60s today. It's beautiful! The only bad part about it is that our slip 'n slide activity had to be cancelled because it's too cold. That's okay. Time for me to start making pumpkin bread and soup!

Visits, plans, and more

I was lucky to have two sisters visit me this week. Fernash fed me lots of food, made fun of my waddle, and attacked my belly in an effort to make the baby kick. Apparently the baby does not like being bossed around, so she didn't respond. Bexar proved that her kids really are as crazy as she says they are and shopped for fabric with me. We also got huckleberry shakes at Arctic Circle. I don't care what anybody says; Arctic Circle shakes are just as good as Iceberg ones.

Brandon is getting ready for the GRE and I am getting ready for his fieldtrip. I made a list of projects to keep me busy while he is gone so our apartment should look great when he gets back. I even looked up how to make a banana face mask last night. I asked Brandon if he wanted to make one with me and he said no, so I will do it when he is gone. I also decided that our baby will wear lots of skirts because they are much easier to sew than pants. That is all for now but I will be sure to blog a lot when Brandon leaves because I will be so bored.

All done

Complete with bottle straps, a cell phone pocket, and a key hook. My head is cropped out because I am making a really unattractive face. I think it turned out pretty well, but the button kind of looks like a puzzle piece from far away. It was really fun to make, though. Brandon helped quite a bit.I got so excited about it that I decided to start another project, so I crocheted a little hat for the baby. Brandon showed me how to do it, but it was my first time doing a hat, so it's a bit lumpy.

Freebies

This weekend has started out great-- Brandon and I are getting tons of free things. It started out with free Cafe Rio and Thai Chili Gardens from Ashley because she is the coolest, free tomatoes and other vegetables from the in-laws, free baby clothes from Sheri, and finally, free tuition from Obama. Awesome!

Also, my diaper bag is coming along nicely. I will post pictures as soon as it's done.

Project/experiment

I have looked at diaper bags lately and came to one conclusion: I hate them all. I just don't like plasticky, bulky totes. The semi-cute ones cost $60 and up. Well, I foud this one online, but it's not a diaper bag. Still, I like it, so I spent this evening cutting out a pattern to sew one that looks like it. I will make it with heavier fabric, line it with something water-resistant, and make it a little roomier inside. The best part is that I can make it in any color I want. It is an experiment but we will see how it turns out, and I'll post pictures of the finished product.